Well, what do you know. I’m officially a blogger.
My hesitancy to start a blog has been the fear of not having anything to say. Or, at least, not having anything I would want to say. I think a lot of us have this problem in our everyday lives. We have thoughts and opinions, hopes and ideas, but when we’re called to express or stand up for those beliefs, words seem to escape. “Someone else will say it,” we think. But there’s one thing that continually nags me when those thoughts come creeping in: What happens if someone else doesn’t?
I often think life would be so much simpler if people would just say what they’re thinking. A lot of frustrations and misunderstandings could be avoided if people would be open about what’s running through their mind. But that may be one thing some people think we need less of, in context of the seemingly constant debates between anyone and everyone. Although, in the midst of all the noise, we still hear a shocking amount of silence.
When another ‘I’m right and you’re wrong’ debate ensues across the nation, especially concerning Biblical issues, I always expect a leader in the Christian community to step up and provide Biblical clarity to the emotionally-charged opinions swirling around our eyes and ears. But a lot of times I hear almost nothing. And that bothers me.
From a Christian’s perspective, I believe the Bible holds all the answers. Yet, we come up with all sorts of excuses for staying away from controversial topics. “The Bible tells us to love everyone despite their beliefs,” they say. “I just don’t want to offend anyone,” I hear. So they close their mouths, hide their eyes, cover their ears, and give the illusion of open arms. Is this what love looks like? Turning a blind eye and a deaf ear to debilitating sin, keeping those who are lost away from their rescue?
Love is no excuse for silence. Silence is the opposite of love.
We get so caught up in “love” that we forget real love sometimes is uncomfortable, for all of us. Because love sheds light on the dark and dirty spots and the things that are ugly in our lives. It calls us to change; and change is hard.
When we begin to realize the weight of our sin, the consequence of our actions, I don’t understand how there could be any other response but to run as far away as we can from the things which breaks the heart of the One who loves us completely. If perfect and pure love called for the greatest sacrifice of all time, shouldn’t our response of love at least compel us to sacrifice the things in our own lives which puts a wedge in between us and the One who wants to draw us closer to Him?
But how can they call on Him to save them unless they believe in Him? And how can they believe in Him if they have never heard about Him? And how can they hear about Him unless someone tells them?
I believe love can’t stay silent. If we’re comfortable with the thought that there are people around us who may be completely unaware of the reality of sin or the reality of the grace which sets us free from our sin, how can we say we truly love those around us?
It’s not worth it, to be silent.